Chapter 3039: Who is faster within seven steps?

"..."

At this time, while a certain troubled little girl was drinking soup from a large bowl and eating meat, Harry, who was frightened and frightened, was being tied tightly with ropes, including his mouth and neck.

He couldn't do anything except breathe and stare at Quirrell with his eyes wide open.

He couldn't even use the ultimate spell that Professor Flitwick had taught them by word and deed - that is, the 'cry for help'.

However, although he could not make a sound, call for help, or use magic spells, what Harry saw was: the mirror in this room... it seemed that he and Ron had seen it during the Christmas vacation.

And that magical mirror that was later hidden by Dumbledore?

As for why it was here, in this room where the Magic Stone was kept, he still didn't know.

However, judging from what Quirrell was muttering and muttering to himself, and who he was talking to, it seems that the mirror is the key to finding the 'Philosopher's Stone'?

And the important thing is: the other party should not be found yet?

Thinking of this, Harry calmed down slightly and began to think hard about ways to escape from the situation or even counterattack the opponent.

It's a pity...

After thinking about it for a long time, he thought that now he couldn't even move, and his wand had just been whipped by the opponent to the corner several meters away from his right. Without the wand, let him face an adult.

He's a wizard, and he's also a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. It seems like he really can't do it?

"sorry……"

"Owner!"

"I saw the Philosopher's Stone, but I can't get it..."

"I can't get it..."

"Help me!"

"Master, please help me!"

At this time, surprisingly, before Harry could think of a good way to escape or counterattack, Quirrell seemed to have gone crazy and knelt down directly in front of the magical mirror, and then cried and cried.

Pleading loudly?

"???"

You know, there are only Harry and the other party here, but now, the other party seems to be talking to someone. In that situation, Harry can't help but subconsciously move his eyes around, trying to

See where the 'master' the other party talks about is hidden.

For example, is it the same as his invisibility cloak or Annie's disillusionment spell, making him invisible and hiding in a corner?

"Use that boy—"

"Take advantage of that boy, you idiot!"

Soon, Harry stopped taking random glances.

Because, he was shocked to hear: There was another person's voice coming from Quirrell's head?

Moreover, the voice seemed to come from inside the turban the other party was wearing. The voice sounded a bit dull and weak at the same time?

"yes……"

"Master, I understand."

At this time, Quirrell spoke nervously again, and then he stood up slowly and looked at Harry with a grin.

Then, the other party just waved his wand, and all the magic ropes on Harry's body disappeared.

"Did you hear everything?"

"Now……"

"Potter, come here, stand in front of this mirror, and tell me where that thing is hidden?"

"Philosopher's Stone!"

"I want you to tell me where the Philosopher's Stone is!"

With that said, Quirrell took a few steps away from the mirror, and then motioned for Harry to stand in front of the mirror quickly.

"..."

However, Harry hesitated.

Although, he didn't know what the other person was hiding in his head, but he only knew that the scar on his forehead was aching faintly at this moment.

Furthermore, in this situation, if he doesn't try to resist or escape, then he will definitely die!

so--

"!!"

Without thinking, he took advantage of the opportunity for the other party to let go of him. He first pretended to be obedient and stepped forward. However, after taking two steps, he made a decision when he was closest to the wand that had just been knocked away. He flew directly towards the wand.

He rushed over with his own wand.

It can be seen that Harry's mind is very flexible. He knows that he will definitely not be able to defeat an adult with hand-to-hand combat, so the first thing he thinks about is of course to get his wand!

Whoosh——!

Unfortunately, a ray of light hit Harry hard first, knocking him away and hitting the wall, making him miserable.

"Here comes the wand!"

At the same time, his wand was still in front of him, being ingested by the other party and flying directly into his hand?

"Stop playing tricks!"

After taking Harry's wand in his left hand, while the one in his right hand was still pointing at Harry intentionally or unintentionally, Quirrell became a little angry and threatened again:

"Potter!"

"Stand up and go to the mirror, right now!"

"Otherwise, you will soon know what the feeling of 'cutting out the heart' is?"

As he said that, the tip of the wand began to flash with a dangerous green light. You didn't need to think about it to know that Quirrell was ready to release some kind of terrible spell.

"..."

Seeing this, under the threat of the other party's words and actual actions, Harry, who knew that he had no chance, had to compromise in frustration, and then struggled to get up again under the other party's gaze, and then staggered a little

Walked to the mirror.

"Watch it!"

"Thinking of the Philosopher's Stone!"

"hurry up!"

Then, of course, Quirrell urged him again.

"..."

Harry certainly knew how to use this magic mirror, but he didn't intend to think about the Sorcerer's Stone as the other party said. Instead, he thought of his parents again.

He felt that this time he seemed to be dead, so he wanted to look at his parents again ...

"??"

However, it was unexpectedly. At this time, he did not see his parents smiling or beckoning him in the mirror, nor did he see any magic stone, but saw:

In the mirror, he smiled at him, then reached out to the back, then pulled out a gun, and then in the mirror, he also helped him in front of him and fired it.

Put the firearms behind?

And Harry, who grew up in Muggle Realm, naturally knew what it was!

"!!"

Therefore, while he stared at his eyes directly, he also subconsciously reached behind him.

really!

He only felt sinking on his hand, and seemed to have a bit more heavy and cold stuff, the weight, at least a few pounds. Anyway, he felt heavy, but fortunately, the weight was still in the range he could withstand.

He knows, that must be a gun!

It is the kind of ordinary human world, that is, the guns of Muggle World, and it has been carried!

For Harry, who often peek at TV at Desti's home, and then play the toy guns that have been eliminated by Dali, of course, he knows the weight and power of his weapons in his hand!

And even more wonderful: Because he was wearing a large wizard robe, and just the Qiluo stood in front of him, standing behind the side of the magic mirror, so the other party did not see it?

only……

What he was hesitant to make Harry was about seven steps from him, and there were two wands in the opponent's hand, but he was a carved firearm in his hands ...

Is he raised the muzzle and the trigger was faster, or did the opponent aim at the magic wand at him and release the silent spell faster?

Therefore, he couldn't help some tangled and nervous, and his heart jumped a little bit uncomfortable.

"He got it!"
To be continued...